"What are you doing?"

A light voice came slowly.

Song Jin looked up and saw Han Jinqing wearing a slim-fitting brocade robe like a handsome boy by the door, his delicate face as white as jade was picturesque, and his long black hair was scattered behind him, and he still only used a cold hosta to fix it slightly, and her slightly cramped gaze fell on the white silk in her hand.

Song Jin looked at the clothes and raised his eyebrows, sure enough, he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, people used to force the palace to wear a helmet and come covered in blood, this person is good, he wears as leisurely as the morning court every day.

I don't know how long it has been in place, but it seems that the term "bloodless blades" really exists.

"I just want to die," Song Jin looked at the white silk in his hand, and smiled nonchalantly, "You go out and wait for a while, and come back later, I haven't hung it up yet." ”

【......】

It's the same tone as the flower thief at that time.

Han Jinqing's cold eyebrows frowned slightly, and his tone was faint with an unquestionable sense of command, "Come down, I didn't let you die." ”

"Oh, but I want to die, you can't take care of it."

Song Jin stepped on the stool barefoot, she was still wearing a black dress embroidered with fairy luan, standing on tiptoe slightly, the exposed jade feet were slender and small, and her toes stepped on the brown stool, looking extra white and pink, as if the pearls were neatly put together little by little.

Song Jin followed his gaze and fell on his bare feet, looking at him, his eyes darkened slightly, and his heart suddenly panicked, fuck, this pervert won't have a foot fetish, right?

In this way, without noticing for a moment, she leaned back, staring and about to fall off the stool.

Han Jinqing's position was not far from her, and he directly helped her, but he obviously felt that the momentum around him plummeted, as if he could freeze to death.

But Song Jin said thank you as if she didn't notice it, and then straightened up and hung Bai Aya up, as if she really wanted to die, seeing that he didn't stop her for a long time, she was about to pretend to put her head in, but who knew that in the next second, she was knocked out directly.

Simple and brutal.

“......”

When she woke up again, the palace change had come to an end, and it was quiet outside, she was still in Cining Palace, lit a few candles indoors, and it was night.

After knowing that she had survived and everything was going according to plan, Song Jin stretched her waist lazily, she had no intention of dying, she guessed that Han Jinqing probably hadn't figured out whether she wanted to live or not, even if she was pregnant, it was very likely that she would be put in prison like the third prince.

She didn't want to go to prison, so she could only advance and retreat, deliberately wanting to die, so as to force him to arrange her in sight and watch her all the time.

As she stretched out, her feet tightened, and she looked down to see a thin chain fastened to her pale and delicate ankles.

“......”

Well, it's not like she hasn't been imprisoned.

When Han Jinqing came in, she saw that Song Jin was holding a pitch-black pill and was about to take it, and the iron chain on her foot had been shattered by her internal force.

He raised his hand to pinch the pill into powder, and the smell of the pill spread, and he knew that she was taking abortion medication.

The black eyes instantly became dark and cold, and the slender fingers directly clasped her chin, raising her face to look at him, and the tone was gloomy and terrifying, "I don't want to live or I don't want this child, what do you want to do next, huh?" ”

Han Jinqing didn't plan to come in, even if he had his child in his belly, but he had always been weak in his feelings and didn't attach much importance to his heirs. Especially since this person had teased and deceived him like that before, it would be merciful not to kill her.

But if she was soft, it was okay, but she was bent on seeking death, which made him inexplicably annoyed.